It is said that there is a fragrant mountain near the birthplace of Buddha Shakyamuni, which is the place where the Great Compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva attained enlightenment. After the introduction of Buddhism into Middle Earth www.biquge.info most of the temples with Guanyin as the main worship are called Xiangshan Temple.

It seems that the Xiangshan of Beiping is so named, every year on the 19th day of February of the lunar calendar, the 19th of June and the 19th of September, the Biyun Temple of Xiangshan will hold an incense meeting, the pilgrims of hundreds of miles in a radius come to visit, and the scene is extremely lively.

At the beginning of June, it is not a good time to visit Xiangshan, because the red leaves are not red, and the mountains are lush and green.

Especially near noon, the sun makes people's heads dizzy, and they don't want to come out again as soon as they hide in the shade of the trees.

Zhou Hexuan and Li Shoumin have the best physical strength, and they can walk the mountain road easily. Ba Jin was much weaker, and after a short climb on the mountain, he was out of breath, and he picked up a branch by the side of the road to use as a crutch.

Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin were very professional, they made their own hiking boots and trekking poles, and wore two straw hats to shield themselves from the sun. When the two of them climb the mountain, the speed is steady, neither fast nor slow, and the physical exertion is minimized.

The students of the Peking University Star Poetry Club were much worse, they were quite excited at first, talking and laughing and trotting forward. As a result, they didn't go far, and one by one they spent most of their physical strength, and they struggled to move their feet.

"I'll just say leave early, it's almost noon, the sun is dead!" The girl named Yao Weiwei complained.

Liu Liying wiped the fine sweat on her forehead and said, "It's all Chen Ziya's fault, I said that I would set off at seven o'clock, but I was still sleeping lazy at half past eight." ”

Chen Ziya smiled awkwardly: "It's me who is not good, I read the book too late last night, and I didn't sleep until midnight." ”

Ma Jue said: "Okay, okay, hurry up and catch up with Mr. Zhou and them." ”

"I knew that the sun was so big today, so I wouldn't have come to climb the mountain," Yao Fang said, using the book as a fan, pointing ahead, "It's almost time to reach Biyun Temple, where you can ask for some water to drink." ”

During the Republic of China, it was really tiring to climb Xiangshan Tour and Biyun Temple. Because of the poor infrastructure construction, the mountain road is extremely difficult to walk, unlike later generations who built the road surface neatly.

At around eleven o'clock in the morning, everyone finally arrived at Biyun Temple.

Zhou Hexuan only glanced at it casually, and then he felt that the creature was wrong. In his previous life, he traveled with his girlfriend to Biyun Temple, and many of the attractions at that time were restored, but now they are dilapidated.

Xiangshan Biyun Temple was built in the Yuan Dynasty, to the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty large-scale expansion, according to legend there are 28 grand scenes.

When the Eight-Nation Coalition invaded China, Biyun Temple was looted and burned, and there was little left of the 28 scenes, only some wreckage was left for tourists to hang.

After Sun Yat-sen died of illness in the north, the coffin was placed in Biyun Temple for four years. Chang Kaishen went to Beiping several times, and also lived in the Biyun Temple Hotel, and even the warlord spoils distribution conference after the victory of the Northern Expedition was held in the Biyun Temple.

Zhou Hexuan thought to himself: When Lao Jiang came to Biyun Temple, he would definitely not climb the mountain by himself, most of them would take a sliding pole.

There are monks living in Biyun Temple, and everyone first goes to put incense on the Bodhisattva, and then sits in the shade of the tree to drink water and enjoy the coolness.

When he had regained his strength, Ba Jin began to look around for the scenery. At some point, he stood silently in front of the wreckage of a large hall, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin brought a lot of belongings with them, and they were going to stay here for many days, so they went to find a place to live first, put their luggage and came back before calling everyone to eat.

It may be because of the scorching heat, everyone's appetite is not very good, so they hastily finish lunch and continue to cool off.

Li Shoumin took his newlywed wife's hand and walked around in pairs. Several students from Peking University held a poetry club, playing some poetry solitaire games, and even dragged Zhou Hexuan and Ba Jin to play together.

Ma Jue shouted: "Mr. Zhou will ask the question first!" ”

Zhou Hexuan looked at the wreckage of the scenic spot that had not yet been repaired, and said with emotion: "Last year, I was in this gate today. ”

Ba Jin sat next to Zhou Hexuan, and he should take the dragon in turn: "East Badong Mountain of China and Pakistan." ”

The level of ancient poetry of college students in this year is extremely high, and Chen Ziya immediately said: "The mountain flowers are red and purple trees. ”

"It's simple, haha," Chen Dong said with a smile, "bow your head and miss your hometown." ”

"The country accent has not changed, the sideburns have declined (read urging cui)!" Ma Jue continued.

"decay, decay." Yao Weiwei "urged" for a long time and didn't "urge" out.

"Haha, a glass of wine!" Chen Ziya poured a glass of boiling water and handed it to Yao Weiwei.

"Wait," Yao Weiwei shouted, "Decline (read shuai) Lan sent off Xianyang Dao!" ”

Ma Jue smiled: "No, no, no, the pronunciation is different." ”

Yao Weiwei said: "You can write the same words. ”

Several students argued, and finally let Yao Weiwei pass.

I'm playing games here, and Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin are already busy. They first toured Biyun Temple, and then began to draw the overall layout, which was busy until dark.

"The snow is too late in spring."

"The mountains are greener when they come late."

"The green grass is full of sprouts."

"Bud, bud ......"

"Punish wine, punish wine!"

"Well, it's boring, change something else."

"It's better to let Mr. Zhou talk about poetry writing skills, his new poems are so well written, he must have unique skills."

"Yes, Mr. Zhou taught us."

“……”

Zhou Hexuan was encouraged by the students to give a lecture, and he smiled: "I think that writing poetry is the same as writing novels, you must first have a theme." This theme can be the feelings of family and country, the love of men and women, the nostalgia, the loneliness and fatigue, or the joy and excitement...... Once you have a theme, write it out in the language of poetry. What you can write depends on your personal habits and cultivation. ”

Ma Jue held his cheeks in his hand and tilted his head to look at Zhou Hexuan: "Sometimes, I suddenly have inspiration, and I occasionally get a sentence or two. But if you want to write these two sentences into a complete poem, but you can't write them, what should you do? ”

"yes, that's the case for me." Chen Ziya said.

Zhou Hexuan shrugged and said: "If you really can't write it, you can save the sentences that you have by chance, and maybe you can use it one day." ”

Ba Jin said: "It can also be like "One Generation", which is directly a poem. The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find the light. This poem is only two sentences, and any more will add to the picture, and I like Mr. Zhou's poem the most. ”

"That's really difficult, two lines of poetry contain a thousand words." Zhao Fang said with admiration.

Liu Liying's eyes rolled, and she said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, why don't you write a poem now?" ”

This proposal was immediately echoed by everyone, and they all wanted to test the school to test Zhou Hexuan's on-site poetry level.

Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin happened to come back from visiting the overall layout of Biyun Temple, and when they heard that Zhou Hexuan was going to write poems, they immediately stopped to watch the excitement.